Inside the Lesser Grotto-Heaven, Fang Qianyuan rode Little White across the broad plains, racing like the wind and lightning.
Close behind him followed his senior brother, Sun Zhuo.
But as Little White ran faster and farther, Sun Zhuo could only smile wryly and gradually slow the Blue-Eyed Gray Wolf beneath him to a normal pace.
It was not that he could not keep up. He simply could not be bothered anymore.
It was already February twelfth, more than ten days since they had entered the Lesser Grotto-Heaven and discovered the spirit mine.
The Azure Cloud Sect's forces had gradually moved in, and the matter of the spirit mine no longer required their involvement. Their master, Jiang Yunfeng, had once again turned them loose, letting them do as they pleased and even permitting them to return to the sect on their own.
This time, however, he had instructed Sun Zhuo to keep a close eye on Fang Qianyuan and push him through some necessary special training.
Sun Zhuo could not help fretting. Just how was he supposed to carry out this training and complete the task their master had given him?
Fortunately, after a while, Fang Qianyuan turned around of his own accord and rode back from the distance. "Senior brother, why aren't you going faster?"
"Junior brother, think about what I'm riding-a Blue-Eyed Gray Wolf," Sun Zhuo said. "A spirit creature's strength is tied to its Spirit Tamer, and I'm a Tenth Transformation expert who's raised it well, but in the end, it still isn't as powerful as your Frost Sky Wolf."
Hearing Sun Zhuo's praise, Little White lifted her head high and raised her fluffy tail, looking thoroughly proud of herself.
It was indeed true. Since becoming Fang Qianyuan's spirit creature, Little White seemed to have undergone a rebirth